Sunday, April 10, 2011

Eucharistic Prayer

In the woods, long ago
I carried my Bible
Sat on a log
And read the Gospel of John
To the birds and squirrels and skies
Hoping maybe God would hear
And remember me
Take kindly my thanksgiving prayer
And rescue me from...
From what was I running?
I can't remember.

Lord you are holy indeed
( Lord, Make me holy)
The fountain of all holiness
(Will you share it with me?)
Let your Spirit come upon these gifts of bread and wine
(And on me, let me be your gift...please)
Let them become
(Let me become)
The Body and Blood
(Your Body and Blood)
Of your Son, Our Savior the Lord Jesus Christ
(Of your Son, Our Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ
In this world today)

Time is a human construct
Because we are mortal
But He is not mortal
He was there then, with them
He is here now, with us now
All of time disappears in the prayer
The Thanksgiving prayer
The Eucharistic prayer

In the prayer, we have our first taste of immortality

On the night he was betrayed
(I was betrayed...I will be betrayed, handed over)
He took the bread, broke it and said
(He took me, broke me and said)
This is my Body
(We are His Body, we share in the gift)
This is my Blood
(We are His Blood, we share in the suffering)

Do this in remembrance of Me.
(Zachar Adonai...Zacharu, Adonai, Elohim...can't remember my Hebrew
Of course he did it in Aramaic...why, O Lord, don't I know?
Why can't I remember? Forgive me, O Lord, I have sinned.)

Look around the church. See the faces, remember the faces. The room begins to spin. I see so many hands clasped in prayer. Why do we come here? Why this place? Why today?

Here is the church
Here is the steeple
Open the doors 
And see all the people

See all the people. Heads bowed. 
They believe...or they want to believe...
Let us become one
As the Father and I are One
Let them know
All that we know
Remind them, remind us, remind me
We are not alone. 

Love, Cindy

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